The last time we were in Penticton we ate at a gypsy style restaurant called Dream Cafe. By chatting to the proprietor, who sported a moustache the size of an Indian canoe, he wangled free tickets for a 'sold out' gig the following Thursday night. So never to look a gifthorse in the mouth we enjoyed (and dozed a little) through a rather unique blend of folk, middle-eastern, gypsy music. We told him we'd come all the way over from England to see him and as a result have a signed copy if anyone would like to start bidding!
4 comments:
Oh do shut up. It's raining here again. Stop this ceaseless gloating. Mind you the toilet paper is simply amazing.
Ian you will be glad to know it's now a lot colder and there is snow on the mountains. Oh may be we can go skiing this afternoon.
well, um, we've got like, um, loads of great stuff here, um, yeah, so nobody's jealous if that's what you're trying to do, and anyway skiing can be like really dangerous and you can break stuff and all sorts, so watch it you two, just watch it, bye
PS The toilet paper here is amazing
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